Chapter 70
The short-legged cat was dumbfounded. "Explode, explode equipment?"
The little puppet nodded heavily, pinched his face with his paws and said, "Don't you have a lot of god-level equipment? Take it out and give it to father."
Celeos opened his mouth wide, "But father will--"
Before He finished speaking, the little puppet patted His head and confidently expressed a great idea!
Celeos was stunned for a moment, then nodded stupidly.
After a few seconds, Zeus turned around, raised his eyes, and what caught his eye was... all kinds of swords and weapons filling the bookstore.
Its exquisite craftsmanship and extraordinary effects are visible to the naked eye, shining brightly in the dark room.
"This is……"
He was so shocked that he lost his voice, and at the same time a meow came from below.
He lowered his eyes in the direction of the voice, only to see the little puppet pulling the little dwarf cat and excitedly saying, "Father meow, this can be used to level up meow!"
Leveling up?
Xiusi was puzzled. He took a few steps towards the piles of swords and equipment, picked up a sword, and after a rough inspection, he found that it was a broken equipment. Maybe it was of high level before, but now the level has dropped.
"This is a meow that Sailie picked up! He scavenges in the abyss every day!"
The little doll explained in time, and the beautiful cat eyes blinked like stars.
"Scrap picking?"
Zeus remembered that due to the geographical location of the Abyss and the frequent high-level battles between humans, some equipment would be dropped from time to time.
Thinking back then, he was almost hit by a sword falling from the sky.
Moreover, his son Seleos loved to pick them up and play with them, and he skillfully transformed them into various weapons or handicrafts.
So it was Selios who picked it up?
Xiu Si suddenly realized that after all, so much time had passed. If the habits of the past did not change, he would naturally pick up more and more, and find good things by panning for gold in the sand.
Celeos observed Hughes and said apprehensively, "Father meow, there are many more meows."
"Um."
Xius said to Sireos: "It's just what I needed. Thank you."
Celes was struck by his father's smile, and he felt elated and dazzled.
Hughes used the system to detect these things, but still could not read much information. However, based on his experience, their original quality was very high, but they were either damaged or washed away by time and became old.
He was just worrying about upgrading, and just in time so many materials arrived. It was really a timely help, so great!
He said to the two children, "Dad won't sleep today, you guys go to sleep first. There might be some noise, I'll close the door later."
Before he finished speaking, the little doll pressed its arm against his and rubbed its head against him, revealing a pair of green eyes.
"Father meow, I want to accompany you meow~"
Xiu Si was stunned, and couldn't help but recall the past when Buyer was the child who accompanied him most often. When other children went to upgrade, He would always stay and talk to him to make him happy, even though at that time, He had just awakened and didn't understand much about anything.
Xius's eyes were slightly warm, he stroked the cat's head, and said gently: "You guys are tired, go to sleep first, Dad will be busy for a long time."
"Meow~"
"Uncle Justin came over today, and I felt a little emotional. I think we should not be too Buddhist and should work hard to upgrade ourselves."
Xiu Si smiled and said, "As the head of our family, how can I be so lazy?"
The little puppet thought to himself, as long as we are here, dad can have whatever he wants!
But He kept the words in His heart and did not say them out loud, because even He knew that His Father liked to keep his feet on the ground and move forward step by step. They could give Their Father many things, all kinds of wealth and glory, gold and silver treasures, even a continent, a planet, and a star field, but they knew that Their Father would not want these.
The father has to go his own way and experience and feel things on his own; they cannot and will not interfere.
The second elder brother Agares had told them a long time ago not to bother their father too much, especially when it came to his upgrade.
The best help they can give to their father is for them to improve themselves and grow up healthily.
The little ragdoll and the little cat fell into memories at the same time.
When I came back to my senses, I saw the black-haired young man was already studying and analyzing the equipment. He was concentrating with a serious expression, as if he had forgotten about his surroundings.
The little puppet felt something, and his pupils trembled slightly. At this moment, he suddenly became angry, as if he had received some information. He turned his eyes to the dazed Sereos and said urgently, "You must take good care of your father, understand?"
Celeos' eyes were filled with tears. Hearing this, he turned to look at Buyer with a confused look.
Buyel stretched out two claws, grabbed Sereos's face from both sides and squeezed it, and rarely put on the attitude of a mature sister, "I'm going to go out for a while, you protect father, understand?"
Sereos was stunned for a moment.
Buyer pointed to the next room and said, "Vassago is in there. If you speak loudly, wake him up. Do you understand?"
Cerios nodded.
Buyer's eyes were a little anxious, as if someone was urging him, "I'm going out, the sisterhood is shouting demons!"
As he was speaking, he tucked his tail and ran away. Celios was stunned for a moment, and after a few minutes it occurred to him that, ah, Sister Bu had gone to the sorority.
In addition to the big family meeting held once a century, their family also has other meetings of varying sizes.
For example, the sorority that Sister Bu mentioned.
It is mainly a group of sisters Bu, Liu, Ba and Jiu. Little sister Aini, who is ranked 23rd, only participates occasionally.
Celeos didn't quite understand what they were talking about in the sisterhood. It seemed like some big thing?
Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone there so urgently.
He didn't understand, and looked up at his father. His clear blue eyes revealed innocence, as well as a strong possessiveness hidden deep inside.
All his brothers and sisters left, and he was the only one left with his father. Well, that’s great.
The little dwarf cat walked slowly to the young man, its green eyes reflecting the figure of the only person, subtly and somewhat morbidly.
His behavior exactly matched Eliog's previous judgment of him: he was a white-cutting black without knowing it, and a bit abnormal and crazy.
A long time ago, there was an ultimate on the continent that frightened all the ultimates. Its power was [Deconstruction], deconstructing everything and deconstructing the universe.
Wherever he appears, he will bring absolute destruction. He has been observed for tens of thousands of years, gods avoid him, humans fear him, and suddenly one day, he can no longer be observed.
I don’t know where he went in the subspace, or whether he died naturally, but in any case, he disappeared for ten thousand years.
At this time, the dwarf cat lay beside the young man, rubbing its head against him gently, as if it wanted to get close to the young man but was afraid of disturbing his concentration.
About dozens of minutes passed.
Xiusi exhausted his mental strength several times, wiped the sweat off his face, and noticed the small dwarf cat beside him out of the corner of his eye.
The tiny cat was asleep, breathing evenly and its little body rising and falling rhythmically.
The child fell asleep.
Hughes made a small quilt and covered the kitten with it, then tucked in the corners of the quilt to ensure that no cold air would invade.
Celeos has been a very well-behaved and sensible child since he was young. He often follows the older children, does not have many opinions of his own, and has a very weak sense of existence.
He thought of Him and when he looked carefully, he would always see Him sitting in a corner, either looking idiotically or making something in his hands, as if playing with a toy.
What impressed him most was that he happened to find a piece of paladin armor in the abyss, and He happened to see it, with his eyes shining.
He thought it was adorable, so he smiled and said, "Do you like it? Try to modify it?"
He nodded and really devoted himself to the transformation.
When he came back a few minutes later, the armor was gone, replaced by a small knife for self-defense, which was very convenient and very effective.
He praised Him for His ability, kept Him by his side with great care, and never let Him go until the day He accidentally fell when He scored His second goal.
There was a bottomless abyss and he felt extremely weightless. He immediately tried to find a way to stop his fall. He looked towards the steep cliff and thrust the knife in with all his might.
If he were a warrior, he should be able to use this to steady himself and temporarily hang on the cliff, but unfortunately he was not. He tried his best to steady the knife, letting his palm be scratched and bleeding, but in the end he didn't have enough strength to hold on and fell again.
He lost the gift his child had worked so hard to make, and he was afraid he would never be able to find it again.
When he thought of this, Xiusi felt a little sad.
He is really not a competent father.
Death was his biggest mistake.
Xiusi lowered his eyes, revealing a hint of tears.
He looked at the short-legged cat, stroked its fur, and said silently to himself: "Daddy will become strong, and then protect you all your life and keep you safe from any harm."
"Although I missed out on more than 8,000 years, I will try my best to make up for it."
Even though my life span as a human being will eventually come to an end.
Zeus's eyes were deep, as if he could only reveal some weak emotions to himself when it was late at night and everyone was asleep.
He thought for a long time, but his goal remained firm.
After thinking about it, he waited until his mental strength recovered before continuing to analyze, deconstruct and reconstruct.
In the boring cycle, the experience value tank continues to fill up at a very slow speed.
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Almost at the same time, in a distant star field.
Countless giant dragons lay across the sky, lingering like towering mountains.
A tall and mighty man stood on the dragon bone, his whole body was filled with rich blood and energy, emitting faint lightning flashes, and his calmness was accompanied by extreme arrogance.
He seemed to have heard something, and suddenly opened his eyelids and looked towards his distant homeland.
“…”
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at the same time.
In the Empire of Hammurabi, the military meeting was held on schedule.
During these two days, they fought a total of four peaceful wars with the Kingdom of Destruction, winning two and losing two.
They tried their best to achieve this result under the debuff of the goddess of luck.
It must be said that this is also thanks to the coordination and support of the alliance, which has mobilized available forces from various countries.
They have established a belief in themselves that human beings can always overcome difficulties if they unite as one. If they cannot overcome difficulties, it may only mean that they are not united enough.
It was with this belief that they won two valuable victories.
And now, some people think that the time for counterattack has almost come.
The author of this proposal was Norman Till.
"The Kingdom of Destruction is not far from us. I want to go and see what's going on."
Norman Till is already fifty-nine years old this year, but he is still vigorous and vigorous, without any signs of aging. He is younger than all the young people present. His straight and resolute facial features reveal a sense of righteousness. His brilliant golden short hair is simply trimmed, and his eyes are deep and cannot be seen through.
He practiced both magic and martial arts, but was dressed in warrior attire. His body was neither strong nor thin, but of medium and well-proportioned build. The muscles in his arms had smooth and graceful lines, showing his unparalleled strength, as if he could kill a cow with just a slap.
When he said this, everyone present was stunned.
Hilton pondered the words "see the situation" and was so shocked that he could not express it in words.
The opponent is the Kingdom of Destruction. Federico is said to be half a step towards the ultimate and possesses combat power comparable to that of gods such as the God of Light and the God of Hell.
And yet your tone sounded as if you could enter and exit the Kingdom of Destruction as if it were a godless place, casually look at a situation, and then come back to share it with them.
How domineering, how confident.
How could they not be shocked after hearing this?
Moreover, it is a shame that they have not been able to cause any damage to the homeland of the Kingdom of Destruction God until now.
The table was silent, and everyone was taking a breath.
Norman Till looked around at everyone and continued, "We have to fight back."
Hearing this, Eve couldn't help but ask, "Senior Normandyer, are you sure? What if you run into danger? Or should I go with you?"
They are basically of the same generation, but Norman Till's brilliance is so brilliant that it overshadows countless geniuses of his time, making people envious and jealous.
And Eve has nothing but admiration for Norman Till.
It is really not easy for such a person to appear in human beings.
Normandy looked at her and smiled, "No problem, go take a look, it's a return trip."
Just a simple sentence or two, but its power has conquered everyone.
Those who knew him and those who didn't were all shocked.
They had no reason to refute. Their combined combat experience might not even be comparable to Normandyer's.
Eve was stunned for a moment, and could only nod: "Since the senior said so."
Seeing this, Hilton couldn't help but ask: "Sir Norman Till, can I ask you something?"
Norman Teal: "Ask me anything I know."
Hilton asked nervously, "As the contractor of the demon god Baal, can you summon the demon god Baal?"
As soon as this question was asked, everyone in the audience gasped again.
The name of Demon God Baal is too shocking. He ended the Age of Gods and brought about the Age of Demons by his own strength. Only hundreds of years after his departure did humans dare to claim that the continent had entered the Human Age.
Normandy is one of the only three people contracted by the demon god Baal.
No matter what happened at the time, he had actually seen the demon god Baal himself.
This was something that no one present was able to achieve.
Everyone looked at Normandy nervously, their palms sweating and their eyes solemn.
Because Norman Till's answer was enough to affect the entire outcome.
If Normantil could summon the demon god Baal, the war would be over.
Because even if the God of Destruction returns to the world, he will most likely lose the battle against Baal.
In response, Normandyer seemed to ponder for a moment, and slowly said: "Even if I summon Him, He may not respond."
Everyone's heart skipped a beat.
Is it true?
Norman Till continued: "However, I have never tried to summon Him, so I don't know whether He will respond to me."
Hilton had beads of sweat falling from his forehead, and couldn't help but ask, "Can I try?"
Norman Till looked at Hilton, his silent eyes carrying a hint of oppression.
Hilton was afraid of asking the wrong question and couldn't help but feel nervous.
Normandy replied: "It is better not to try it casually. If we call upon Him casually, we may not be saved, but a more terrible destruction."
Hilton was stunned.
Everyone's faces turned pale and they understood almost immediately.
Hilton: "Yes, yes, the demon god Baal cannot be summoned casually. If he is disturbed and displeased, not to mention Hammurabi, the entire continent will be in danger."
His words were not an exaggeration at all. Before the Demon God Baal left, he was already invincible. His every move shook the world, and he could destroy the continent just based on his mood.
More than three thousand years have passed since he left the continent. He can only become stronger and more terrifying!
Humans who have gone into the Warp have brought back news that the demon god Baal is madly conquering the Warp.
What does it mean to "conquer the subspace"? Just think about it and you will know how terrifying it is.
After the native gods left the continent, countless of them were brutally abused by the gods from other worlds, and were treated like soft persimmons and crushed to death. As for the demon god Baal, he went to the subspace purely for conquest. Any god from other worlds who touched him would die, and be reduced to ashes.
You are an ordinary human being, and you dare to offend the demon god Baal. You are simply courting death. You are tired of living.
Hilton must be too concerned, otherwise why would he ask such a stupid question?
He was also afraid of offending Norman Till, so he immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I asked a question that I shouldn't have asked."
Normandy smiled faintly, "It's okay, I understand how you feel. It's okay to just discuss it."
He was just as tolerant and generous as the legend said. Hilton felt relieved.
Eve didn't know what she was thinking about, and her eyes looked blank.
"By the way," Normantier said with a curious look on his face, looking at Eve, "Eve, have you ever seen the Lord of the Abyss?"
The air suddenly became quiet.
Norman Till's topic jumps are somewhat surprising.
Everyone followed the topic and thought that the Lord of the Abyss was the lord of all the Lords of the Abyss, which meant... that this also included the Demon God Baal?
How powerful and terrifying must he be to make the demon god Baal bow down.
Eve was stunned for a moment, then answered, "Yes, He suddenly appeared in the parliament and asked us to go find the hero. I was originally in charge of this matter, but now Hammurabi is in trouble, so I had to come here first and temporarily hand over the task to Leah, Simon, and my colleagues at the Institute of History."
Normantier looked surprised. He came to Hammurabi in a hurry and didn't know what had happened in the past one or two months.
I just heard about it.
"The Lord of the Abyss wants us to find a brave man..."
Norman Till thought.
Eve paused for a few seconds, as if considering the situation, and said carefully: "There are too few clues, and there are some obstacles. It's not easy to find."
Normandy nodded, raised his eyes and said, "I roughly know the situation. I will deal with this matter personally later. Now let's solve the human crisis first."
Upon hearing this, some people's faces changed. Did they hear it wrong? Norman Till actually said that he would handle this matter personally?
They couldn't figure out why for a moment, but Normantil's magic was faintly released, and Eve knew at a glance that it was a transfer magic.
Eve was surprised and asked, "Go now?"
Norman Till laughed and said, "It's all about taking people by surprise."
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared.
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It was late at night.
The Kingdom of Destruction is not far from the Great Empire of Hammurabi, so there is no time difference.
In a castle somewhere, divine power is everywhere.
All the evildoers performed hard but they could not please the goddess of luck.
He sat leaning on the throne, leaning sideways, with his elbows resting on the armrests, his fingers touching his temples, his long hair hanging down, covering his eyes that often changed color.
His expression was full of boredom, as if he was too lazy to even open his eyelids. He yawned occasionally, with moisture in the corners of his eyes.
His boredom was almost tangible, and anyone could see his mood.
In the eyes of the goddess of luck, the world is always divided into lucky and unlucky. Things that are illusory to others are more real to her than anything else.
His consciousness awakened about three thousand years ago. At first, it was fine. He felt that the world was like a huge sandbox, and he was the only one who could play with the sand. The sand in his hands was the luck that humans and other creatures flocked to. He distributed the sand as they wished, and humans and other creatures would be grateful to him.
He thought it was fun at first and had a lot of fun, blessing the world and enjoying all kinds of faiths from all over the world.
There is no living thing that does not want luck. Even people who already have a happy life would like a little more luck to make it better. There are also countless people in difficult situations who long for a change of fortune.
He is simply the existence that all living beings hope for and desire.
How nice.
He swelled in praise and fanaticism, becoming more and more unscrupulous, to the point of ignoring the crisis. Or, even if he was aware of it, what would it matter? As the goddess of luck, couldn't He easily solve it?
However, after expanding to the point of failure, it eventually went through many twists and turns, and its divinity declined, its divine power weakened, and it became what it is now.
Time flies.
It seemed like just a blink of an eye.
The goddess of luck suddenly smiled sadly, and it was unclear whether she was lamenting her own destiny or her current crisis.
All the evildoers who were waving their arms and posing in the dance floor disappeared in an instant.
The surroundings were engulfed in darkness, as if immersed in the deep sea.
The music stopped, giving way to dead silence.
The dead silence was broken the next moment.
The sound of steady footsteps came closer and closer.
The goddess of luck lowered her eyes, and her thick eyelashes cast a light shadow on her eyelids, adding a bit of mystery.
He silently looked at Beelzebub who was walking towards him, and knew why he came.
And Beelzebub also said bluntly, "That's enough, take back your curse."
The goddess of luck stared at him, her lips slightly curved, "You're saying that now?"
Most of the long-lived species don't care much about memory, because there are too many memories. As long as it doesn't involve their most precious memories, it doesn't matter whether they remember other trivial things.
But the curse of the goddess of luck undoubtedly brought Beelzebub a lot of trouble.
And usually after the trouble is over, Beelzebub forgets about it again, so it is not solved for a long time.
Beelzebub had a blank expression on his face, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent. It seemed that he had no intention of negotiating.
His magic power had long dominated the surrounding space. Various unfavorable "misfortunes" hindered him, but he still overcame everything with his absolute strength to get here.
The goddess of luck looked at him for a while, sighed, then raised her hands in surrender, blinked her eyes, and her pupils danced.
The curse is lifted instantly.
He didn't struggle at all.
At this point, even struggling was boring to Him.
"Okay, the curse is lifted."
He told Beelzebub and solved the matter very calmly. The expected conflict or life-and-death struggle did not happen, and He did not call Doghead or Federico.
There was a hint of surprise in Beelzebub's eyes. He didn't expect that He would give in so easily.
According to Boyer, having a cherished dress destroyed is something that is absolutely unforgivable.
But Beelzebub also had something to say. He had been unlucky for so many years, so it was almost time for him to pay off his debts, right?
"Is it strange?"
The goddess of luck smiled and said frankly: "It's actually very simple. The reason is that I am tired of it. No matter what it is, it is gone once it is gone.
Beelzebub was completely indifferent to His words. His rational thinking could not understand the strange train of thought of the goddess of luck. He just deduced based on common sense that this guy was sick.
In human terms, it means being "sentimental" and starting to create trouble for yourself and torment yourself.
Long-lived species always have such moments, especially the gods.
It is different from humans. After a certain period of time, the human brain will age, the spirit will be weak, and it will not be able to think about so many things. In severe cases, people may even suffer from Alzheimer's disease.
As for gods, their spirits do not age and are always in the best condition, processing and digesting information every day.
This leads to boredom, tiredness and even irritability, depression and madness.
As humans age, their spirits decline and they become less able to concentrate, which in turn helps them avoid these possible problems.
However, the immortal race of gods have to endure it continuously.
Their attitudes towards this are also different. Some gods enjoy eternity and constantly renew their fun for it, while some gods are depressed and want to die.
There is nothing new under the sun.
Beelzebub had also heard of the scientific name humans used to summarize this psychological trait, which was called "eternal depression psychology."
It was an inexplicable psychology that He could not understand, but it seemed to exist.
For example, the goddess of luck in front of you has made this mistake.
But what does this have to do with Him?
After Beelzebub lifted the curse, he turned around and left, not wanting to stay even a second longer.
And the goddess of luck suddenly called him.
"etc."
Beelzebub took a half step into the void, glanced at the goddess of luck, and said impatiently: "What's the matter?"
The goddess of luck blinked and said, "You...what are you, the Lord of the Abyss, doing?"
Beelzebub said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you."
The goddess of luck paused.
Beelzebub suddenly remembered something and turned around and said, "I almost forgot, have you ever had your power taken away by anyone?"
The goddess of luck tilted her head and said, "If you're asking that, there are quite a lot. I can't think of them all. I've got to have more than a hundred."
so much?
Beelzebub frowned.
"You seem to be looking for something?"
The goddess of luck asked curiously.
Beelzebub asserted, "It has nothing to do with you."
The goddess of luck lost her curiosity and her eyes dimmed.
Beelzebub remembered something again. Apparently, his memory had improved after the curse was lifted.
"A long time ago, you met seven heroes from another world, right?"
The goddess of luck looked surprised, but in response to this question... She recalled: "That was a matter of the consciousness of the previous generation."
"So you remember."
Beelzebub was brief and to the point, without any nonsense.
But he knew that not all contemporary gods had memories of the past. Take the two black and white birds in his home for example. The little black bird remembered most of the memories of the god of the underworld, but the little white bird remembered nothing. Maybe he would remember it in the future, or maybe not, who knows.
The goddess of luck stared at her, as if she was recalling something, and after a few seconds she said, "I don't quite remember."
Beelzebub also wanted to ask why He blessed the six brave men but not His father.
However, looking at the look of this goddess of luck, she probably can't remember it.
Whatever.
Beelzebub walked into the space crack, and finally looked back to warn, "If you stand on the side that destroys the Kingdom of God, you will surely die. If you don't want to die, run away."
The goddess of luck remained silent. She watched the space crack open and close, and the light in her eyes that had just lit up dimmed again.
How boring.
He closed his eyes and said silently: "It is better to destroy the Kingdom of God."
The lucky consciousness of each generation is destroyed by nothingness.
At this time, a great earthquake occurred in the Kingdom of Destruction.
There were explosions everywhere, as well as the sounds of swords piercing the air.
"It's the enemy attacking!"
"Who, who is so bold as to attack our Kingdom of God!"
"It's Normandyer. The damned human has started to fight back. Does he want to deal with us alone? Dream on!"
There is light everywhere and magical energy is flowing.
Beelzebub was about to head to the main city to kill the rumored "Federico", but he unexpectedly saw Normandyer who had broken into the Kingdom of Destruction.
He was dressed in brilliant armor, his eyes were as bright as stars, and every step he took frightened gods and demons.
His terrifying fighting spirit and superb use of magic distinguish him from ordinary people.
Wielding a greatsword in one hand and manipulating magic with the other, his unparalleled presence attracted the attention of the entire audience.
Beelzebub saw him from a distance and for a moment thought he saw his eldest or second brother.
Is this the eldest brother's contractor and the second brother's student? He certainly looks like a person.
Beelzebub found it interesting and observed secretly.
Normandy seemed to have sensed something and suddenly looked in His direction.
They looked at each other from a distance of several hundred meters.
Beelzebub was a little surprised, but soon Normandyer had to look away.
Because a giant dark dragon that covered the sky and the sun suddenly appeared in the distance, and its dragon breath burned the earth in a second, causing scorched earth and death everywhere.
He seemed very angry that a human dared to invade His kingdom of God, and once He locked onto Normantier, He launched an overwhelming and fierce attack.
Beelzebub continued to watch.
I saw red light covering the sky and the earth. The terrifying temperature evaporated the land and even burned the rules.
At the same time, a sharp sword light split the flames, and the sword force as vast as the sea submerged the raging fire.
The entire kingdom of God was trembling, with ghosts crying and wolves howling everywhere.
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When humans on the ground observe the war, who wouldn't be shocked?
"Normandiel is too strong. His strength is about to reach the level of God King."
“Is this true or false?”
"I think so. Oh my god, he won't be the strongest human ever, will he?"
Someone just blurted out this, and suddenly realized, "That's not right. Normandyer is so strong, but he is only the second-ranked human being today."
"So how powerful is the number one in the ranking?"
That night, countless human kings stopped to watch the battle, feeling terrified and unable to sleep all night.
The alliance is also paying close attention.
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In the bookstore late at night, Xius was still leveling up. He overdrew his mental strength countless times, and he inevitably felt dizzy after repeating this over and over again.
After a few minutes, he could no longer resist the fatigue and fell asleep on the table.
When he was completely unconscious, his magic power naturally spread out, as if bringing the surrounding space into his domain.
Under the dim light, a human figure vaguely appeared beside him.
He was a very handsome young man, with deep blue eyes that seemed to hide amazing wisdom.
It seemed as if He was always with Zeus, although Zeus seemed to know it and to be unaware of it.
He casually took out a quilt from the void and slowly covered it on Xiusi.
The little dwarf cat was snoring, but suddenly, as if it sensed something, it opened its eyes and looked vaguely at the young man.
The moment it came into view, the short-legged cat was frightened and almost screamed.
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